Only a pension certificate, but study It
well and see
The record of service and suffering that
was given, for you and me;
Where youth and health were freely
spent. and tears of anguish shed.
And many, many thousands swelled the
ranks of the loyal dead.
Only a pension certificate, but worthy »
frame an place
Beside the artist's masterpiece, the pal
ace walls to grace;
Bor it tells that wonderful story that
will never grow stale or old.
Of a country saved, of men made free,
at a greater cost than gold.
It tells of a nation's struggle for life.
of a mighty patriot tide.
That fought with valiant courage, that
the union might abide;
Between the lines, it tells to the willing,
listening ear
Its story' of honor and glory, a story of
faith and cheer.
Only a pension certificate, but it tells of
battle lines.
Of march, and skirmish and picket, of
deadly shot and mines;
It tells of hunger, thirst and sickness, of
nights on the sentry post.
Of action bold, in days of old, with the
loyal union host.
It tells of undying love for the flag, that
emblem of the free.
The stars and stripes, “Old Glory,” so
honored on land and sea;
It tells of heroic women, mother and
wife and maid.
Who, kneeling by their firesides, endured
and watched and prayed.
Only a pension certificate, for a soldier
old and gray.
Given by a grateful nation, with stipend
of monthly- pay;
"Discharged with honor.” it reads, when
his loyal work was done.
Only a pension certificate, but 'tis a rec
ord of glories won.
—Albert Sibley, In Chicago Journal.
NARROW ESCAPE OF SOLDIER.
Old Confederate Saw Much Hard Serv
ice and Came Out Without Scratch.
There resides at Nashville, Tenn.,
says the St. Louis Republic, an
old confederate soldier who can
perhaps boast of having seen more
genuine service, escaping without a
scratch, than any other devotee of the
“lost cause.’ This is S. P. Taylor, who
bids fair to pass many more mile
stones on life’s highway. When in a
talkative mood there is nothing he en
joys better than relating some of his
hairbreadth escapes.
At the battle of New Hope Church
Mr. Taylor was assigned to picket
duty. In speaking of the incident, he
said:
“I went on picket duty in the nar
row ravine just before daylight. The
enemy was encamped on top of a hill
opposite our breastworks and my po
sition was exactly between the two
armies. About eight o’clock a picket
was sent out from the Yankee army
and he sat down on a log in plain
view of me only a short distance
away. 1 had a full cartridge box (40
rounds) and I began to shoot at him,
but being unable to see me he did not
return the fire. He soon fell off the
log on my side and his comrades
made an attempt to rescue him and
my attempts to keep them away di
vulged my place of concealment. The
Yankees began shooting at me, and
by uoon I had counted 18 bullets that
struck the little oak tree behind which
I was concealed. With an empty cart
ridge box and my gun in a similar
condition and the Yanks cross-firing
on me, I decided to make a run for
the breastworks, which were located
on top of the opposite hill. There
was comparatively no growth on the
hillside, it having been cleared up,
and there was a full 200 yards to run
in plain view of the Yankees. But I
had to go, and tying my shoes good
and tight, I made a dash for cover. I
had progressed only a few yards when
the entire force began shooting at me
and a veritable hail of bullet3 show
ered around me until I jumped over
the breastworks of my own regiment.
How I escaped being riddled has al
ways been a mystery to me. Just be
fore I reached safety my lieutenant
encouraged me by telling me to run
faster; but this was useless, as I was
doing my very best. After an hour’s
rest'and with a new supply of ammu
nition i slipped back to my post.
Mr. Taylor states that the fighting
was almost constant fr6m Chattanooga
to Atlanta. During his service there
was but one occasion when he was
not up with the flag, and that time he
was worn out from the efforts of a
long march and was compelled to drop
behind. After a night’s rest he re
sumed his place at the front.
Mildly Harmful.
“Such an article,” said Dr. H. P.
■Tudson, the new head of the Univer
sity of Chicago, in declining a rather
unusual interview, “would not only he
futile, hut even, in a mild way, harm
ful.
“It would be like the work of the
careful housekeeper.
“There was an old general who had
brought home from the war a splen
did flag—a flag all torn with bullets,
faded with fierce suns and stained
with the dust and blood of battle.
This superb trophy hung over the
mantel in his library.
“Well, one* unlucky day he engaged
a new housekeeper, and the next week
missed his flag. He rang at once.
“ ‘Where is that flag of mine?’ he
said, pointing anxiously to the empty
space on the wall.
“ ‘I have been working on it, sir,’
the housekeeper answered. ‘I’ve
washed it thoroughly and sewed up
all the rents and darned all the holes,
and when I bring it back to you, sir,
I’m sure you’ll say it looks quite as
good as new.’ ”
The G. A. R. Ranks Thinning.
In two ways the advancing years
are cutting down the parade of the
Grand Army. Not only is the number
pathetically lessened at each recur
ring anniversary, but this year it was
found necessary to consider again the
shortening of the route over which
the parade passes, and the provision
of carriages for the rapidly growing
number of those who can ng longer
make the march on foot.
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I--, • DIGNITY AND DANGER— .
Story of a Chaplain Who Was Afraid ,
to Get the Honqy Jar.-.'" ; . ■ J
To fall with *all wounds Xh front is 1
the ambition, of the hero, and this am
bition . inspired. tbg worthy chaplain
of a' federal regiment during-the civil J
war, commentorathd: by Qen. Otis in j
the Springfield Republican. The sit
uation of the chaplain way *ot strike
the reader as quite as romantic as
that of the knight going to the fray
with spear and shield, but the spirit
of facing the foe is fully as commenda
ble. V
During-a battle-a small house near
the field was taken and occupied as a
hospital. In one of the intervals be
tween operations, some one discover
ed a stone jar pushed way under the
stairs. The fight was at its hottest,
and pieces of shell and bullets were
constantly striking the house.
He Crept Well Under the Stairs.
The chaplain volunteered to get the
jar out and investigate the contents.
He crept well under the stairs on his
hands and knees, then started back
suddenly, and came to «,n erect posi
tion. Thinking he might be ill, the
surgeops inquired with solicitude what
the matter was.
“Why,” explained the chaplain,
“supposing one of the bullets passing
through should kill me with my head
under the stairs?”
“It Isn't half as likely to strike you
there as where you are now," replied
one of the doctors.
“I know-, but how would it look?
What would the Tenth say if their
chaplain was killed skulking in such
a position during an engagement?”
The good man soon contrived a way
to hook out the jar without compro
mising his soldierly dignity. The re
ceptacle was found to be half-full of
delicious honey. When work was
over, the surgeons enjoyed a feast of
sweet amber fluid spread upon hard
tack.
WOMAN SERVED AS SOLDIER.
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Followed Husband Through Civil War
—In Many Important Engagements.
Mrs. Elizabeth Finnan, aged 88
years, is dead after a lingering ill
ness. This simple statement would
not arouse special interest, but be
hind it lies the story of a woman's
devotion to the man of her choice and
of her sacrifice to the country of her
adoption, writes the Greensburg cor
respondent of the Indianapolis News.
The story of Elizabeth Cain Fin
nan is one of the most remarkable
in the history of the war of the re
bellion. Offering hef services at San
dusky, O., when her husband enlisted,
she was taken to .Cincinnati, where
she was accepted as laundress for the
Eighty-first Ohio, and from that day
at the beginning of the war until the
regiment was mustered cut at Colum
bus, O., in September, 1864, she was
never absent from her post of duty
at any time.
Although she went in the first place
as a laundress, that post was soon
abolished, and the husband was in
formed by Gen. Dodge that his wife
must leave the regiment. Gen. John
A. Logan had observed the attachment
between the husband and wife and in
terfered in their behalf. Mrs. Finnan
was permitted to remain and a little
“A” tent was furnished for her. She
drew- the government rations the same
aS a.ny soldier.,' and much of the time
wore male attire. In times of danger
she carried a musket just as the
soldiers did, and in all respects shared
the rough life of the men about her.
Often she marched 50 miles a day,
and her courage and endurance were
eguatl to that of the soldiers them
selves.
A list of the battles in which she
took part reads almost like a record
of the engagements of the war of the
rebellion. She was at the battles of
Corinth, Pocahontas, Huntsville, Ala.;
Harrisburg, Mo.; Pulaski, Tenn.; Fort
Donelson and Chattanooga, Tenn.;
Snake Creek Gap, Kingston, Shiloh
and others. After every battle Mrs.
Finnan offered hor services in the
field hospital. Wherever and when
ever needed she was at hand, and
neither surgeon nor soldier ever
called In vain for her aid. At the bat
tle of Lookout mountain she was able
to jierform some service for Gen.
Grant, who later took occasion to sin
gle her out for praise.
El Caney’s Hero.
The heart of the soldier will warm
to the proposal that comes from Ha
vana to erect a monument to the mem
orv of the Spanish commander at El
Caney in the Spanish-American war.
Presumably the memorial will be
placed on the field of that sanguinary
fight, though, perhaps, a plaza in
Santiago or Havana may be thought
a more impressive show spot El
Caney was the Saragossa of the cam
paign that resulted in the conquest ol
Cuba. There Gen. Vera del Rey, with
less than 1,000 under "his command, il
lustrated the soldierly stuff that cen
turies ago made the Spanish infantry
the finest in the world. Against the
stone fort and blockhouses 5,000
American troops thundered for nice
hours. By that time Del Rey, his
brother, tiyo of his sons and more
than half his force were killed of
wounded. It was a bloody day’s work
and none appreciated tbe bravery and
sacrifice of the Spaniards so well as
Lawton, Chaffee, Ludlow and their
men, who pounded them into sub
jection.—Providence Journal.
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i .-JULIET’S CHOICE.
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Why She Deeidtd She Wbidd. Go to
Marysville Seminary.
\ There wasn’t a great {leal to choose
between them. Marysville Seminary
was located near the mountains; Eli
otford Seminary was surrounded by
beautiful lakes. Eloise James was go
ing to enter Marysville, while Laura
Ford was about to become a student
at Eliotford Seminary. Eloise and
Laura were Juliet’s particular chums.
Now, which school should she at
tend?
Juliet had by no means arrived at a
solution of this important problem up
to this afternoon, when, with heels
impatiently drumming a tattoo, she
awaited the coming of Eloise and
Laura. The three were going to take
one of their customary trips together
—the last before school terms would
begin.
Moment after moment flew; still
there was no sign of either of her two
friends. To pass away the time Juliet
began to think again of the “semin
ary riddle,” as she called it. But even
that she gave up in despair, glancing
anxiously at the clock, as she said
to herself, “I suppose I’ll have to at
tend Marysville half the time and Eli
otford the other half.”
Julie xvas now beginning to feel a
little, annoyed at the non-arrival of
Marysville Had Won.
Eloise and Laura. All at once she leap
ed to her feet, cheeks glowing and
eyes sparkling.
“That’s exactly what I’ll do!” she
exclaimed, excitedly. “If Eloise comes
first, I'll go to Marysville, and if Lau
ra is first, Eliotford will be my choice.”
Meanwhile Eloise and Laura were
having little troubles of their own.
Both lines of trolleys which they used
had stopped running for some cause
or other.
After waiting for some time, Eloise
determined to walk. Laura stood in
front of her house for a long time un
til an automobile belonging to one of
her friends came by. The friend of
fered to take Laura on her way and
she was soon comfortably seated in
the auto.
Eloise and Laura ascended the front
steps of Juliet's house at the very
same time.
Just then, as fortune would have it,
Juliet’s brother came out of the side
gateway.
“Hello!'’ sh'ouied Dick, “what about
that entertainment, Laura?”
Laura stopped to chat with Dick for
a moment about the entertainment
their society was to give on the mor
row. In the meantime Eloise was ad
mitted by Nora.
Marysville had won! Juliet never
told how she had come to select this
seminary, nor did Dick ever imagine
that he had unwittingly been the
cause of Eliotford's defeat.
But one can’t help wondering what
would have happened had both Eliose
and Laura entered the room together.
—Philadelphia North American.
With the Ancients.
The Greek commander was making
the circuit of the walls of Troy, look
ing for a vulnerable spot, when his
automobile stuck fast in the mud.
“Get a horse!" jeered the Trojan
sentinels on the walls.
Smarting under their ridicule, he
went and built a huge wooden horse.
The rest is history.—Chicago Tribune.
. TH? KINQ AND THE ROBBERS.
Story of a Persian Ruler and His
Advisers.
A certain Persian king, while trav
eling in disguise with but few attend
ants, was waylaid by robbers, who
threatened to take not only his goods,
but his life. Feeling powerless, he in
wardly made a vow that if God would
soften the hearts of these ruffians and
restore him to safety, he would dis
tribute all the money in his treasury
to the needy of his realm.
The robbers were frightened off, and
the king reached bis palace unharm
ed, except for the loss of his purse
that he carried in his girdle.
Desirous of keeping his vow, he
summoned his officers and commanded
He Was Waylaid by Robbers.
them to distribute ail his gold to the
poor. But the officers were miserly,
and, fearing that they would come out
short in the end, tried to urge the king
to change his mind, pointing out his
folly to him by saying the kingdom'
would be involved in difficulties. Find- !
ing the king still remained ‘firm, they
argued thus: “Are we, thy servants,
not in need of aid as well as the poor? '
why not give us thy gold and thus
fulfill thy vow?”
Bewildered at their false logic and
desirous of doing right, he sent for
the wise man of his kingdom and de
termined to abide by his decision. j
The sage asked the king: “Of whom
were you thinking when you made the
vow? The poor or the public serv
ants?”
Instantly the monarch replied, “Of
the poor.”
"Then," answered the wise man, “it
is to the poor you are bound to dis
tribute these funds, for you are really
not fulfilling your vow unless you do
that which you intended to do when \
it was made.”
The king did as the sage advised.
A TRUE FRIEND.
Story of a Big Newfoundland Dog and
His Little Mistress.
Helen’s father owned a beautiful
Newfoundland dog. and Helen and the
large, shaggy animal were fast friends.
One day while the child was down at
the shore playing with her little
friends and hunting for shells she
wandered farther than she had in
tended, and before she was aware of it
she was standing on a clifT, alone,
with the water surging all about her.
Oh, it was so still, and Helen was
so alone that she tried to scream, but
her throat was dry, and no sound
came. Then she felt her head get
giddy and was falling into the water
when she heard a shout and saw
something splash through the water
toward her. She fainted, but her
friend, the dog, had found her, and,
dragging her by the apron, he landed
her on a safe place.
Of course, Helen was dripping wet,
but otherwise she was unhurt, thanks
to good doggie, who never left her
side until she was ready to join her
little playmates on the beach. Some
time after Helen's father grew ill and
died, and the Newfoundland was In
consolable. He followed the mourn
ers to the churchyard, and once
there he stretched his big body over
his master’s grave and kept guard.
The members of the family tried by
every trick to entice him home, but
the faithful friend would not go. They
brought him food. This, too, he re
fused. and a few days later Helen
found him lying dead over her father’s
last resting place.
Looks Suspicious.
Mrs. Brown looked around her un
easily. “Bo you know,” she said to
Mr. Brown, “I'm expecting every min- i
ute to hear the doorbell ring and to be
told that Clarence is in some dreadful j
mischief."
“What makes you think that?” asked
Mr. Brown.
“Oh, he’s been so good all day; and
this morning he took down one of his
lesson books and studied for nearly
l two hours.”
A SIMPLE SUCTION PIPE.
Select a thick piece of l>amboo
about eight inches long, and without
joints; clean the inside carefully, mak
ing it as smooth as possible. Bore a
small hole about two inehes from one
end to hold a smaller piece cf bam
boo, which is to form a spout. A hol
low piece of bamboo (c) somewhat
thinner than the pump barrel is in
serted into the lower end of the
pump barrel, the top of the barrel (c)
is closed’ with a piece of rubtier that
is fastened with a small tack and can
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be moved up and down. The pump
ing rod i3 made of a thin stick of wood
and another short piece of bamboo
(d). The short piece of bamboo (d)
is closed on one end by a piece of
the pump mentioned before. This
piece of bamboo la fastened to the
stick of wood with the help of cord
and putty and must fit tightly into
the pump barrel. The pump barrel
will work satisfactorily is a small
quantity of water is poured into the
upper barrel to get it started.
TO SAVE HUDSON SCENERY.
National Park May Be Created to
Take in Historic Places.
New York.—A movement has been
started here to preserve the most pic
turesque of the Hudson river scenery
by the creation of a national park.
The section which it is sought to in
clude is that known as the Highlands
of the Hudson and takes in the fa
mous mountains, Storm King, Crow’s
Nest and Dunderberg.
The reasons for making this a na
tional enterprise are that West Point
and Iona island, with the large reser
vations controlled by the government,
lie within the boundaries of the pro
posed park and that It is a region
which teems with historic interest
and revolutionary memories.
A number of the wealthy and influ
ential summer residents of the terri
tory, which takes in the estates of J.
Pierpont Morgan, James Stillman,
Stuyvesant Fish and other million
aires, have interested themselves in
the project and it has been brought to
the attention of President Roosevelt,
who has given it his approval. If the
I park is created it will put an end to
all possibility of defacing what many
writers and travelers have declared
to be the most attractive river
scenery in the world. In the case of
the Palisades, farther down the river,
the spoliation had progressed so far
as to injure their beauty before the
state intervened to prevent their de
struction.
AGED MAN A WEIGHT-LIFTER.
Fitzpatrick, a Modern Samson, Has
Never Had His Hair Cut.
i Maple Falls, Wash.—The sporting
young men of Maple Falls are trying
to get up a match for strong men, and
they want to back John Fitzpatrick, of
this place, against all comers.
Fitzpatrick is 75 years of age and
can handle a barrel of salt weighing
270 pounds with as much ease as he
would if it were a kit of mackerel.
He plays with a 150-pound weight,
tossing it up and catching it, and can
carry a good-sized man about with the
ease of a woman carrying a baby. One
of the latest feats of the old man was
at the Yakima county fair, when on a
wager he picked up from the ground a
granite boulder which tipped the
scales at 450 pounds. He carried the
oblong stone 40 feet to a wagon and
placed it on the wagon unassisted.
Fitzpatrick thinks he is the strong
est man living, and laughs when his
old age is referred to. He argues that
any man can be powerful and health
ful if the hair be permitted to grow.
He attributes his own great strength
and his health to early rising and the
fact that his hair has never been
shorn.
The old man say3 he would like to
challenge any man to feats of strength
providing he does not have to leave
his homestead for more than a day, as
he is trying to prove up on a 160-acre
tract he has settled on.
RANKS NAVIES OF THE WORLD.
Report Puts England First and Amer
ica Second in Tonnage.
Washington.—An interesting state
ment showing the relative order of
warship tonnage of the principal pow
ei's has been compiled at the office of
naval intelligence, which is intended
as an answer to frequent inquiries of
societies and persons throughout the
country, who have manifested an in
terest in the maintenance of the navy
and its relative strength and impor- ]
tance.
The statement shows that according
to the tonnage of to-day Great Britain
leads the world with a tonnage of
1,633,116, the United States following
with a tonnage of 611,616, France third
with a tonnage of*"609,079, Germany
fourth with a tonnage of 529,032,
Japan next with a tonnage of 374,701,
and Russia, Italy and Austria follow
ing in the order named.
However, were the war vessels
building by the various nations now
completed, the United States would be
thira in the list with a tonnage of 771,
758, following closely France, which
would be second with a tonnage of
836,112 and Great Britain the leader
with a tonnage of 1,821,610. The other
naval powers would stand in the same
relative position as they do with their
tonnage of to-day, although each
would show a very substantial in
crease.
Will Pay $12,000,000 in Rent.
New York.—Twelve million dollars
will be paid in rent for a Long Acre
square comer owned by Mrs. Mary A.
Fitzgerald.. On the site will be erect
ed a 12-story office building, theater
and restaurant. It is the southeast
comer at Broadway and Forty-third
street, and it fronts 104 feet on the
main thoroughfare and 195 on the
other. It was leased by Harry Levey,
who signed contracts to hold the land
for 105 years. He will pay $4,000,000
for the first 42 years and $8,000,000
for the balance of the term.
APE IS DENTIST'S PATIENT.
Koko Gets a Gold ’Crown and Never
Whimpers.
Worcester, Mass.—Dr. G. Arthur
Savage of this city has the distinc
tion of being tl)e first dentist surgeon
in Worcester to have an ape for a
patient. The dentist operated upon
Koko for 40 minutes. Koko is owned
by C. B. Barnold of New York city.
The eyetooth on the left side of the
lower jaw of the ape was capped with
a gold crown, and an impression of
the corresponding tooth in the upper
jaw was taken.
This tooth is in bad 3hape, and it
will be necessary for the dentist to
treat the molar for a few days before
setting the gold crown in place. The
ape is eight years old, and Barnold
has owned him for seven years. He
never whimpered during the opera
tion, but he strenuously objected to
the napkin tied around his neck by the
manipulator of the forceps.
Rich men advise you to save money
so they can advise you how to invest
It for their benefit.
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SHAH OF PERSIA
From stereograph, copyright, by Uuderwood & L uaei wood, N. Y.
His Imperial Majesty Mohammed Ali wearing the Kajar crown. This
unique photograph of the Persian ruler is the only one in existence.
WOMAN RAISES MICE
MISS LATHROP FINDS RODENT
FARM IS PROFITABLE.
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Supplies Medical Colleges and Univer-']
sities with Animals for Experi
ment—Waltzing Mice Have
Great Market Value.
Boston.—In the face of all tradition
about woman's insane fear of a rat or
a mouse, Miss Abbie E. C. Lathrop, of
Granby, Mass., is earning her living by
managing a rat and mice farm. She
says frankly she was born with a fear
of the rodent tribe, but soon con
quered it when she found there was
money in them.
Miss Lathrop has at present more
than 1,600 rats and mice of every'
variety, which she tenderly cares for
and will put on the market as fast as
they can be prepared. The stock is all
carefully penned and, in spite of their
gnawing abilities, it is rare that a rat
or mouse escapes.
Miss Lathrop began breeding mice
as a business about five years ago and
the industry has grown rapidly. She
began with a few boxes in an old
shed. She soon needed more boxes
and now the whole place, inside and
outside, is fairly alive with mice. One
house has been built exclusively for
them, and every available inch of
shed room about the place has been
utilized. Miss Lathrop will put up
still more buildings, and says she has
no idea to what limits the industry
may go.
It seems as if there would be no
market for mice, but there is a good
one. At first they went wholly to
bird stores and fanciers to be sold
again as pets. They also figured in
window displays where, with training,
they performed little tricks. Then,
there came a big demand for waltzing
mice. Later a still more promising
field opened up and is her best, paying
line, namely, supplying medical col
leges with mice for experimentation.
The -University of Philadelphia and
the medical departments of various
other institutions throughout the
country now have become her regular
customers and she ships mice to them
every month. The little creatures are
inoculated for all sorts of disease,
their condition carefully watched and
the progress of the disease noted and
recorded. So great during, the past
year has been the call for mice that
Miss Lathrcp has hardly been able to
ship them fast enough and has been
obliged to refuse many orders.
In addition to the mice and rats
Miss Lathrop has about 200 guinea
pigs and a large number of ferrets.
The waltzing mice she is particularly
careful of, for they are rare speci
mens and possess great market value.
These she keeps in the house, where
there will be no danger of chill from
cold. They are exceedingly funny lit
tle creatures, always waltzing airily
tip and down the cage floor, instead of
gliding along as their commoner
brothers do.
The mice are kept in small pens,
usually a dozen or so in each, and
these are ranged down the house or
shed, several tiers' high, on both sides
of a center aisle. The mice shrink
back into the corner of their cages;
when a stranger is in the house, but;
they seem to recognize Miss Lathrop's
voice and will rush to the froht of
their pens when she. appears. They
require constant care and watching.
Food and water must be regularly sup
plied, and all the cages and the num
ber of inhabitants in each must be
constantly watched, for they breed so
rapidly they have to be continually
shifted over into new cages. Often
she finds so many mice in a pen that
a few hours more would mean serious
difficulty, and if she were not con
stantly shipping them off she would
be overrun with them. To feed them
she puts in as much as $100 worth of
grain and also several tons of green
forage.
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The Cast of a Die.
Mopper—Marriage is a game of dice,
after all. Laura Lusher's husband has J\
left her and is boosing harder than™!
ever.
Sopper—I see your point. He shook
her for the drinks.
Domingo to Have a Museum.
Prohibits the Removal from the Re
public of Historical Relics.
Washington.—The Republic of-Santo
Domingo has taken steps for the
preservation of articles of arcbaelogi
cal interest by a public decree forbid
ding the removal hereafter from the
I republic of any such articles. The de
cree declares that all such objects are
the exclusive property of the govern
ment, and while private collections
are recognized and respected their re
moval from the country is forbidden
under penalty of the law.
It is declared to be the purpose of
the Dominican government to estab
lish a national museum. Hereafter all
such antiques discovered within the
boundaries of Santo Domingo will be
delivered up to the government to be
preserved in the museum. Induce
ments will be offered to persons hold
ing private collections to present or
loan them to the museum.
Many of the archaeological objects
referred to belong to the epoch of the
discovery of the island by Columbus
or to a period immediately following
it and have been found underground
in caves, caverns or the sites of cities
buried by earthquakes.
The decree is issued as a matter of
necessity to preserve these historical
relics, which are rapidly being carried
away to other com? tries for museums.
John D. Plans Gas on Farms.
New York.—John D. Rockefeller
has turned his attention to philan
thropy—with a dividend attachment.
Mr. Rockefeller is preparing to supply
gas for lighting and heating the farm
houses on the prairies and towns of
the wheat belt. The waste of the
grain country—the straw, cornstalks
and cobs—are the raw material from
which the gaB is to be manufactured.
The first plant just been put Into
operation in Beatrice, Neb. Franchises
for the operation of gas plants in doz
ens of other prairie towns have been
obtained in the name of Rev. Charles